Baby you can drive my car. Oh yeah. I'm not really sure if I remember this, but apparently I was groomed to drive a wood-paneled wagon. While clutching Yogi Bear. This was taken at Christmas in 1961. I was two years old then. I looked like a deer in headlights.
Get a load of that horn. Honk!
OMB, too funny!
ReplyDeleteWell it certainly predicted your future: "country squire".
ReplyDeleteSo nice photo and a great toy car.
ReplyDelete'Deer' or 'dear'? (Better say no more!)
ReplyDeleteWalt, this photo confirms it: you have always been adorable !
ReplyDeleteDo you still have the car - or is it in an antique shop these days.
ReplyDeleteI love seeing your photos from childhood, because they look like you could plop either of us down in the other's house, and not know the difference... I always recognize so many things from my childhood in your photos (cars like that, the tinsel on the tree, even the little blonde head :) )
ReplyDeletetinsel ! I miss this. I don't think anyone still uses it.
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